Polaroids

Make ya feel sumthin', it's that ring that make you feel so good
 We keep it bumpin', straight up funkin'
 It's that bump, it't that funk
 It's that thing that make you jump
 It's that bump, it't that funk
 It's that thing that make you jump
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 Where they go? Put the city on the map, no vacation
 Your time comin', homie, stay patient
 Every second Jay, momma call me Jason
 Eva is I put her in a situation
 People like me had to make a waitin'
 Figure it out on my own
 Pullin' out on this loan
 If ya know then ya know
 If ya know then I hope
 One day we gon' make it out this joint
 Been chillin' with the homies that are rollin' up a joint
 I don't even smoke, homie, that's just plain
 Mess nigga, I'm just tryna make my point
 Come from where I'm from, you get tested
 When the funk is up, ya don't mess wit me
 Me? I swear this shit gon' get messy
 I ain't even violent, I ain't even trying
 Cuz get silent, sirens all I eva hear
 The shit fryin', to get a livin' I'mma get a half livin'
 I'mma go where the realest beat at
 Same ol' niggas talkin' wanna be that
 One step ahead, homie, did you see that?
 Rat race, only I'm the leader of the pack
 Back, homie, cool-aid sippin', coojay chillin'
 Me, just livin', East Side chillin'
 Diggin' to the roots till it ain't no eef
 All I eva want is bass to create
 And reef, might sound gray, homie, that's just me
 A nigga does dream, can a nigga just dream?
 It might sound gray, homie, that's just me
 Let a nigga dream, bounce!
 (Bounce)
 Make ya feel sumthin', it's that ring that make you feel so good
 We keep it bumpin', straight up funkin'
 It's that bump, it't that funk
 It's that thing that make you jump
 It's that bump, it't that funk
 It's that thing that make you jump
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 When I was only sixteen, nigga with a dream
 Listening to people, tell me what I couldn't be
 I knew so wrong cuz the world so loud(?)
 I don't give a damn, I don't go in no?
 I'mma see why the niggas in the hurr right out
 Dang, people wanna tell me time out
 Damn, I'm not stoppin', I'mma get it right now
 Same ol' shit, see me still runnin' with the same ol' clique
 I take no shit
 And I could tell you how it feels when you believe it and it can pay bills
 That's real life, homie
 Ain't no thrills, girl, come and ride fo' me
 Nigga, shit got real
 Just got a deal, ah, more shows
 And I ain't even messin' with these hoes
 I just do it fo' the people
 Not a rim for my Rolls
 I can tell ya, we don't luv these hoes
 (We don't luv these hoes)
 Yeah, he don't even shine no mo', damn
 He don't even write no mo'
 The homie disappointed, ain't fly no mo'
 Momma feelin' good, she ain't cry no mo'
 Yung homie told me I was doin' this since about 04'
 Got a lil bit mo' from the soul
 Than the all on my own, but it's cool, cuz we on that
 New shit, knew this, what you on bout?
 Wakin' up, early in the mornin' I be hearin' bout
 Beef in the hood, I some things don't change in the hood
 Bang bang shoot shoot in the hood
 I get wee wee that's all ya see in the hood
 Huh, dang, but I guess we livin' good tho
 And I guess we feelin' good, bruh
 Huh, I can make ya feel good tho
 Make ya feel sumthin', it's that ring that make you feel so good
 We keep it bumpin', straight up funkin'
 It's that bump, it't that funk
 It's that thing that make you jump
 It's that bump, it't that funk
 It's that thing that make you jump